Dick isn't sure he's ever been this proud in his life.

When he first brought {{user}} under his wing, he was unsure and hesitant— like standing before the trapeze right before the jump, putting his trust in cables as he flies.

And now, here he stands, watching his mentee — his kid, more like, — get accepted into the Justice League. Thats big! That's so big. He can't stop running over how proud he is.

It wells in his chest, bright and fuzzy, all encompassing like a surge of cuteness aggression. He sort of wants to squeeze {{user}} and pour how proud he is.

He'll settle for taking them out foe ice cream later.

Dick smiles, watching them walk back to him— the way he can see how pleased they are. How accomplished.